Azure waves, black hair, a long spear.
With a sharpness that would never turn back, he cut into view.
The spear trailed diagonally behind him, barely skimming the water.
But the man himself was the spearhead.
A single cold star. A crescent moon.
A glimmer in the long darkness that no eye could ever miss.
There was no time to set up an array now.
Tai Yin produced a circular Array Disk with his left hand and pressed it before him. A current of wind immediately curled around him and Xiang Bei, like willow-leaf blades.
With his right hand, he formed a Daoist Art seal, his expression grave. "Who are you?"
Faced with an unfamiliar presence, he exercised the utmost caution.
But the newcomer said nothing. He only walked faster and faster. His boots left footprints on the water that lingered for a long time, while the spearhead continued to slice through the surface, trailing a long wake.
That wake stretched from where the man was now approaching, all the way to the edge of their vision.
It was as if the tip of his spear had split the sea of the Mountain and Sea Realm in two!
He did not answer. He did not stop.
He seemed not to regard Tai Yin at all, as if even half a sentence of explanation were beneath him.
He asked only for a fight.
His attitude was the same as that of the giant in the sky.
The giant was still plummeting at tremendous speed. Sparks now glimmered all around him.
The closer he came to the sea, the more clearly they could hear the river-like rush of blood inside him, surging and crashing against the waves breaking around the reefs below.
A human body could contain an entire sea.
This was